Post by Rockerfella on Jan 24, 2008 20:05:05 GMT 1
After the bar incident with the leeches, Edward received a phone call from his butler that he was to pick up his parents from the airport. Time had certainly been flying by of late, usual happened every time Edward had other things to do other than work.
Edward flew back to the hotel to grab the limousine to the airport, as much as he loved his car and the speed that came with it. He hated the nagging of his parents when they saw the toys that he surrounded himself with. Even though he own his own had added to the Rockerfella empire quite well on his own. The Law firm in Berlin, was definitely a lucrative business, but then again anything Edward touched seemed to flourish.
The trip to the airport was relatively boring, aside from the usual cigars and brandy he enjoyed on the way there.
His parents were in the executive lounge enjoying a few drinks and as usual didn't recognise his presence until they deemed it necessary.
George and Bernice eventually got up and gave the bare minimum of contact to their son, as most rich parents do who have no idea how to give affection. Edwards parents gave over to small chatter about goings on back home in The United States, Edward and the butler helped to take his parents luggage down to the limousine. He had parked right out front in the 5 minute unloading zone, most people would have been towed by now. But Edward has a special arrangement with the authorities in this department, its amazing what a little schmoozing with a high court judge can do.
Edwards parents visit lasted for just over a week, entailing dinners with high officials, the upper echelon of Berlin Society. He even managed to take his parents around one of the USA army bases in Rammstein. Needless to say that Edward was predisposed with doing any work at all with the law firm or his other secret life with his pack family. Before Edwards parents left they made him promise to make more frequent trips back home to visit, they also passed on that his grandpa really missed him and wanted him to go on another hunting trip in the woods of the old family estate. Edward outfitted his parents with the latest in cutting edge German technology and fashions, that was one thing his mother loved about Edward he certainly knew how to party and how to wear a tailored suit.
The departure of his parents was a relatively low key affair, well if you can call a police escort back to the airport for the limousine low key. As usual Edwards father had made a few friends of his own, Edwards contacts and sway certainly didn't hurt the situation either. Back in New York it was a regular occurrence.
Edward went back to the Hotel and changed into some low key gear for him, well it was still designer gear, nothing cheaper than a $1000 per outfit. Grabbed a few more cigars and brandy, that his old man had brought over to fill up his stash. As Edwards intake of luxury consumables is rather insane for even Billionaires.
He raced down the red carpet of his hotel and jumped into his shiny car, that the valet had procured for him on the way down. As usual Edward drove like he was on a formula one circuit to the office and completed a 180 degree hand brake slide into his spot next to the elevator in his building.
He walked back into the office and small chatted all his employees, seeing what everyone had been up to and how they were all going then preceded back to his office to carry on where he left off a week ago before his parents arrival. Seem Parents are a burden no matter how far away they are.
He greeted his secretary with a peck on the cheek and went into his office and started to go through the firms current cases and other paperwork that he needed to sign before he got to his own personal interests. It was getting near evening before he had finally got caught up and could start to go over the case with the Library ownership, hopefully some of his sources would have some goo dnews for him in the week that he was away.
He relaxed into his Designer leather armchair, enjoyed a nice Cuban cigar and some more Brandy.
Edward flew back to the hotel to grab the limousine to the airport, as much as he loved his car and the speed that came with it. He hated the nagging of his parents when they saw the toys that he surrounded himself with. Even though he own his own had added to the Rockerfella empire quite well on his own. The Law firm in Berlin, was definitely a lucrative business, but then again anything Edward touched seemed to flourish.
The trip to the airport was relatively boring, aside from the usual cigars and brandy he enjoyed on the way there.
His parents were in the executive lounge enjoying a few drinks and as usual didn't recognise his presence until they deemed it necessary.
George and Bernice eventually got up and gave the bare minimum of contact to their son, as most rich parents do who have no idea how to give affection. Edwards parents gave over to small chatter about goings on back home in The United States, Edward and the butler helped to take his parents luggage down to the limousine. He had parked right out front in the 5 minute unloading zone, most people would have been towed by now. But Edward has a special arrangement with the authorities in this department, its amazing what a little schmoozing with a high court judge can do.
Edwards parents visit lasted for just over a week, entailing dinners with high officials, the upper echelon of Berlin Society. He even managed to take his parents around one of the USA army bases in Rammstein. Needless to say that Edward was predisposed with doing any work at all with the law firm or his other secret life with his pack family. Before Edwards parents left they made him promise to make more frequent trips back home to visit, they also passed on that his grandpa really missed him and wanted him to go on another hunting trip in the woods of the old family estate. Edward outfitted his parents with the latest in cutting edge German technology and fashions, that was one thing his mother loved about Edward he certainly knew how to party and how to wear a tailored suit.
The departure of his parents was a relatively low key affair, well if you can call a police escort back to the airport for the limousine low key. As usual Edwards father had made a few friends of his own, Edwards contacts and sway certainly didn't hurt the situation either. Back in New York it was a regular occurrence.
Edward went back to the Hotel and changed into some low key gear for him, well it was still designer gear, nothing cheaper than a $1000 per outfit. Grabbed a few more cigars and brandy, that his old man had brought over to fill up his stash. As Edwards intake of luxury consumables is rather insane for even Billionaires.
He raced down the red carpet of his hotel and jumped into his shiny car, that the valet had procured for him on the way down. As usual Edward drove like he was on a formula one circuit to the office and completed a 180 degree hand brake slide into his spot next to the elevator in his building.
He walked back into the office and small chatted all his employees, seeing what everyone had been up to and how they were all going then preceded back to his office to carry on where he left off a week ago before his parents arrival. Seem Parents are a burden no matter how far away they are.
He greeted his secretary with a peck on the cheek and went into his office and started to go through the firms current cases and other paperwork that he needed to sign before he got to his own personal interests. It was getting near evening before he had finally got caught up and could start to go over the case with the Library ownership, hopefully some of his sources would have some goo dnews for him in the week that he was away.
He relaxed into his Designer leather armchair, enjoyed a nice Cuban cigar and some more Brandy.
